I was in love with a girl once,
she did all the things I wanted to,
she was braver than anyone else,
she was kind, smart, loyal.
She did crazy things,
Was rather outspoken
and every phrase that left
her supposedly "perfect" mouth was outlandish.
She would tell me her dreams,
we'd stay up all night texting,
and she would imagine our lives
But the thing about these people
who are perfect, yet completely insane
is that their insanity is toxic
and exposure to it can be too harmful for some
I fell in love with a girl,
she was beautiful, dazzling
All that wonderful sparkly shit.
But she was oh so toxic.
Things happen for a reason, we may not like it at the time, but friendships drift and people stop talking. Such is life.